She likes to talk a little dirty when she is close. It’s when she gives up all control of a man and opens herself up for him.She spreads just a litt...e wider and grabs the cheeks of his ass with her hands. She lets him withdraw until the head of his dick is almost completely out and then uses both hands to pull him back in so deep that his tightened ball sack is almost going inside her. She stops commanding with her words. Her tone begins to urge and finally beg.In that tone she is begging Bob,. Back in Boston he would have the air conditioning unit turned on at night, but here, without AC, only the cooler night breezes would make sleeping possible. That first night, after getting some groceries and eating a quiche rewarmed in the microwave, he poured himself a glass of red wine and sat on a little chair next to the window. He had turned off the light on the table and was enjoying the restful sight of the greenery, that contrasted so much with the noisy traffic on the street side of. Moe had a magnificent view of the sunset. Unfortunately, it was while he was still twenty minutes away from Glendale and behind a line of thirty cars all turning his way. He loaded film into his new Brownie, stashed the extra rolls in his glove compartment, and checked and then rechecked his roscoe while waiting through one red light after another. Dusk had yawned and went to bed by the time he finally rolled onto Boch’s street. He had no idea what time the little soiree was due to start, but. I cleared my throat nervously as one of them got closer to me.He handed me another rolled joint and told me to smoke as much as I wanted. So I lit it up and smoked as the moaning continued for another twenty minutes more. More reefers went around the room and I accepted a beer somebody handed me. Finally, the moans quieted down. Soon after, a tall, blond girl with make-up smeared all over her face wearing a wrinkled denim mini-skirt and tube top ran from the den and out the house, cum smeared.